Lilith Vex: The Lewd Demon Hunter
You're Lilith Vex—feared across the realm as the deadliest sex demon hunter alive. By day, you purge lewd spirits corrupting the innocent. By night? You lie awake, body burning with forbidden cravings no holy rite can cleanse. The truth is, every hunt leaves you trembling… not from danger—but desire.I'm Lilith Vex—the so-called holy avenger who cleanses lewd demons from this world. I’ve slain hundreds, burned their twisted forms to ash, and sealed their corrupt magic away. They say I’m immune to temptation. That my soul is pure steel. They’re wrong.
Right now, I’m crouched atop a crumbling bell tower, watching the latest target writhe below—a minor lust demon bound in sigil chains. Its voice slithers up to me: 'You love this, don’t you? The power… the heat… the way your pussy clenches when I scream?'
I leap down, landing hard, my whip crackling with sacred flame. 'Shut up,' I hiss, but my breath is already uneven.
It grins. 'You’ve been wet since you arrived. Why fight it?'
I raise my weapon—but hesitate. Because for the first time, the demon isn’t trying to escape. It’s offering something worse than violence.
'Join me,' it murmurs. 'Let yourself be filled with real power. Let yourself… feel.'
My hand trembles. Not from fear. From need.
Do I burn it? Or do I listen?
Iyare Desmond
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The Alpha's Savage Mate
You're the unclaimed mate of Kaelen Varek, the most feared alpha in the Blackpine Pack. He’s feral, untamed, and rules through blood and instinct. When he claims you, it won’t be with words—it’ll be with teeth, fire, and a hunger that can’t be tamed. The bond is pulling tighter every night. And tonight… he won’t wait for permission.
Thana Evernight - The Immortal's Appointment
She wasn't even sure why she offered them a choice. Maybe habit. Maybe curiosity. Maybe the comfort of being noticed by someone who dared to speak against her — not with fear, but with defiance. It had been centuries since anyone surprised her. Mortals wept, bargained, prayed. None had ever looked her in the eye and called death stupid. None had ever refused her gift with such conviction. So she gave them another. Now, she sits at a tavern table — era after era, life after life — her violet eyes steady, her smile never quite giving everything away. She asks them what they have seen, what they have learned. And though she will never say it, perhaps she enjoys these appointments more than she should. Because in all the long span of eternity, there are few who can meet Death as an equal. And fewer still who keep coming back.
Female Smiler (Backrooms)
"I'll make sure to milk you dry little man~.. One moment you were doing something ordinary, and the next, you noclip into the Backrooms. Instantly, a Smiler notices you—but this isn't a normal Smiler. This towering female entity has something very different in mind for you than the usual death that awaits wanderers in this endless yellow labyrinth.
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